As if turning the big 6-0 isn’t scary enough, something startled me this morning so much that I actually jumped and emitted a little shriek. Today is my birthday. And yes, I’m now officially entering my 60th decade.
All weekend long, we celebrated my milestone birthday. Our two daughters and one son-in-law traveled back to the empty nest to treat ol’ Mom to a special time. And we did have a fun-filled weekend together. We missed the other three but that thing called work sometimes interferes with plans.
Alas, all good things must come to an end and yesterday afternoon, my beloved ones departed for their trips back to their own homes. Papa and I stood on the deck and watched them pack up their cars to leave, waving and blowing kisses and projecting “I love you”(s) in the air as they drove up the driveway.
We walked back into our now quiet empty nest. After all the activity of the weekend, we seemed at a loss for what to do. I grabbed the unopened Sunday paper from the coffee table and quickly made my way through it. Papa logged onto the laptop and cleaned out his emails.
We ate a simple dinner together in the stillness of the evening. Hubby ventured outside to water the flowers and his garden. I settled down with his Kindle catching up with The Count of Monte Cristo where I left off earlier this week.
We loaded the dishwasher, watched a little television, and then called it a day for the night. Cool, crisp air wafted in our bedroom windows and that made it easy to drift off to dreamland.
This morning I awakened, refreshed and happy to see sunshine, and I thought, “I don’t feel 60.” And you know what? I don’t!
I was still lounging in our comfy bed (it is my birthday, after all!) while hubby showered and prepared to head out for work. When he stopped to kiss me goodbye, he casually announced, “Oh, there’s a man in our closet.”
What??? After he repeated himself once more, I came to my senses and realized exactly what he meant. As a joke for older daughter before her marriage, her bridesmaids gave her an inflatable man doll for her bachelorette party. Not surprisingly, she left him behind here in the empty nest.
But he seems to keep reappearing in the strangest places, especially when older daughter and her hubby are home for a visit. Oldest son-in-law is a hoot and a bit of a prankster. He cracks us up with his sense of humor and funny antics which is one of the things daughter loves about him. She tends to be pretty serious and he makes her laugh.
And he makes us laugh too. But this morning, he made me shriek. Quite often after they’ve been home, we find bachelorette party man somewhere in the house outside of his usual hiding spot stored with those things oldest daughter has no space for yet.
This morning, party man was in our master bedroom closet. Propped up against the clothes with my shirt and my shoes adorning him! And even though my husband had warned me that there was a man in the closet, that fellow surprised me so badly when I opened the closet door and flicked on the light that I actually flinched and squealed. And then I laughed so hard, I practically cried.
Is turning 60 really a scary birthday? Nah, it’s funny. Really, really funny. And I thankful for it.
“You don’t stop laughing when you grow old, you grow old when you stop laughing.” ~ George Bernard Shaw
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Oh, that is hilarious!!! But I can imagine that it gave you a fright. A belated Happy Birthday to you — you’re 363 days younger than me!
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It was funny and scary at the same time! Thanks, Diana. 🙂
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I would have been scared out of my wits too! That’s enough to get your blood moving to guarantee eternal youth! Happy Birthday my friend. Happy Birthday! 🙂
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It sure DID get my blood moving! 😉 Thanks for the birthday wishes, Dor! ♥
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I LOVE THIS!!!!!!
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Laughter does the heart good!! 😀
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Haha, what a fun laugh. After you got over the shock, of course 😉 And a very happy birthday to you, friend!
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I was also a little shocked to find out it was my daughter’s idea to dress ‘party man’ up in my clothes. I do believe her hubby’s wacky sense of humor is rubbing off on her. And that’s a good thing. 🙂 Thank you for the birthday wishes!
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Have a very Happy Birthday and enjoy your start into the 60’s!
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Thanks, Montucky! I plan on it! 🙂
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This made me smile 🙂 I hope you have a wonderful, Happy Birthday, filled with joy and maybe even a few more surprises!
P.S. The cat is beautiful!
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I have been having a great day, Becky! The cat is oldest daughter’s new kitten. He came to visit for my birthday. 🙂
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Oh dear, I might have to find a pin and “deflate” that thing! 😀 So glad that you had a special weekend of celebration and a day of leisure today. I’ve enjoyed a nice time with your “birthday twinkie” here. Totally agree with the quote, too!
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A pin would end it all, that’s for sure! 😉 I hope my ‘birthday twinkie’ is having a wonderful day too. You’re so blessed to still have her!
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Welcome to the best years of your life! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
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Aw, thanks a bunch, Andy! I’m looking forward to them! 🙂
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You have to love a good chuckle. Happy Birthday Mama, glad you had a super special weekend.
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And son-in-law and our son too always manage to provide lots of chuckles for all of us! I did have a fantastic weekend. I’m thinking I’ll enjoy it in my blog all this week! So hold on, there are more birthday posts coming! 😉
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Turning 60 isn’t so bad (I hit that particular milestone last November and I don’t ‘feel’ any older than I did at 59 or 57 or 55 … or even 40). Plus, there are benefits to hitting the big ‘six-oh’ – more stores, restaurants and theatres offer senior’s discounts! Congratulations on your birthday (and at least ‘bachelorette man’ doesn’t talk back, steal the blankets, or snore!)
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I agree, 60 isn’t bad at all. I really feel no different than I did at 30, 40 or 50! And yes, ‘bachelorette man’ is pretty quiet, but still kinda creepy. 😉
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